“Oh, really? How is that?”
“Look it’s not hard to do if you check his whereabouts. Check up on him when he tells you where he’s going. Check out how much time he spends at your sister’s spot. Things like that will give you all you need to know.”
“Well thanks, but I already know that.”
“Well look, I’m sorry that I can’t be of more assistance, but I’m not a snitch, baby. I’m glad that you came to see me, though. I wish it was on different terms,” he said, licking his lips.
“Well, I thought you were going to help me out. I already told you that I wouldn’t believe that he was cheating unless I had proof, and I still don’t have that.”
“You already doubt that he’s faithful or you wouldn’t be here asking me questions about him.”
“That’s not true.”
“Yeah, just like it’s not true that you want me,” he said, moving close to me.
“That’s not true!” I said, backing away.
“I bet your panties are wet right now.”
“Look, I have to go,” I said, moving toward the door.
“Well, you know where to find me when you’re ready.”
“Good-bye, Domino,” I said after opening the door.
I made my way out to the car angry that I had driven all the way down there for nothing. I knew that if I was going to find out anything about Marlo I would have to look myself. I decided that I would begin my research that night.
Once the club opened, Marlo stayed for about the first hour and a half before leaving as usual. As soon as he left, I told Tina my manager that I would make a quick run. I borrowed Tina’s car to avoid him noticing me and followed Marlo closely. His first stop was to one of the houses where his workers held the product. He stayed in there about fifteen minutes before returning to his car. The next stop was none other than Mya’s, and I was pissed. Domino was right, and I felt like an asshole for believing Marlo’s lie. He didn’t even knock on the door; instead, he used a key. I sat in the car for about a half hour before going back to the club. I didn’t need any more proof since he had no reason to be at her place at one o’clock in the morning, nor did he need a key unless there was something going on.
After I entered the club you could see the anger on my face. I was on my way into the office when I ran into Domino coming out of the VIP lounge.
“What’s up, ma? You all right?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said opening the door.
“You don’t look OK.”
“I said I’m fine!”
“All right then, I’m out. I’ll see you around.”
I went into the office and slammed the door. I screamed in anger because I trusted Marlo and he lied to me. I sat down in the chair and tears began to flow. I had believed in our relationship and though it started on forbidden terms, I never thought he would cheat on me with her. I knew that he still had feelings for her, but with all of her betrayal I thought that he was finished with her for sure. After the club closed I called his cell phone and he didn’t pick up. I began driving, not sure where I was headed, but I knew that I wasn’t ready to go home quite yet.
I drove around with the windows down while I cried. I knew that I needed someone to talk to. I decided to go to Jenna’s place but she wasn’t home. I sat in the car outside of her apartment for about twenty minutes, hoping she would come home to keep me from going to a place I knew I shouldn’t go. When she didn’t show I made the drive down to Domino’s store since I didn’t know where he lived. Of course the store was closed, but I did see a light on in the upstairs apartment. I got out of the car and rang the bell. A few minutes later a tall, slim guy with a do rag tied around his head answered the door.
“What’s up, who are you?” he asked.
“My name is Sugar. Is Domino here?”
“If you knew him like that, you would know that he doesn’t live here.”
“Well I know that you don’t know me, so I wouldn’t expect you to tell me where he lives, but if you could give him my number and ask him to call me, I would appreciate it,” I said, passing him my business card.
“Yeah, I can do that.”
“Thanks,” I said walking away.
I got in the car and began to drive away and my cell phone began ringing. I answered it on the first ring.
“Hello.”
“Looking for me again?” Domino asked.
“Yeah, I needed someone to talk to.”
“Well I’m on my way home now if you want to meet me there.”
“I just want to talk, OK?”
“I heard you the first time, ma. Do you want to come over or not?” he said, annoyed.
“Yeah, I do.”
He gave me the address and the directions to the house. I was nervous as I pulled up in his driveway in back of his Denali truck. I got out of my car and walked toward the door and he opened it before I got a chance to knock.
“I see you didn’t get lost,” he said, smiling.
I stood there for a second, looking him up and down before stepping into the house. I never really looked at how fine he was until now. I never really paid as much attention to his looks as I did his comments. He stood about six foot with a muscular build. His skin was smooth and free of blemish. His hair was jet black with waves like the waters of Miami Beach. His lounging pants showed the print of his manhood and turned me on instantly. I looked away when he noticed me staring down below and smiled. After entering the house we walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa in front of the fifty-two-inch plasma TV.
“So what’s up? What did you want to talk about?” he asked.
“I followed Marlo tonight,” I said, looking down at the floor.
“Oh, really? I guess that you found out something and that’s why you snapped when I saw you earlier.”
“Yeah, I did, and I’m sorry for snapping on you. I was just angry.”
“Well, what did you find out?”
“I saw him going into Mya’s apartment, and with a key at that!”
“Well I hate to say I told you so, but you can’t trust that a man won’t cheat. I told you that.”
“So what about you, do you have a girl?” I asked, since I didn’t want her to walk in and find me sitting there. I’d had enough drama for one night.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Well where is she now?”
“She’s home. She doesn’t live here. I have multiple homes.”
“Well she won’t be coming over here tonight, will she?”
“No, she won’t. Why?”
“Because I might be staying if you make me feel better.”
I was frustrated with Marlo and hurt. I needed comfort, and I knew that having sex with another man was the wrong way to do it, but hell, he was cheating on me with Mya. I didn’t care about saving his feelings since he obviously didn’t care about saving mine.
“I’m a professional at making women feel good.”
“Well prove it to me,” I instructed without a second thought.
“Are you positive that you want me to do that?”
Instead of speaking, I began to unbutton my dress and that was his cue. I knew that I was wrong for trying to get back at Marlo, but I needed to be taken care of right then, and Domino was the man to make that happen. His touch instantly sent chills up my spine, and my body shook as he moved closer to me and kissed my neck. I wanted to stop him right at that moment and run out of the house, but I couldn’t because his touch was making me weak. I would have never believed that a drug lord could be this gentle with a woman. From what I’d always heard about drug dealers or saw on TV, in their element they were ruthless. I guess being around a woman brings out the gentle side.
I closed my eyes as he continued to remove the remainder of my clothing. I was anticipating his next move because each one felt better than the previous. Soon I was bent over the sofa with his hands around my waist and him pounding me from behind. He continued to hit my G-spot from the back u
ntil he pulled out to change positions. He sat on the chair and instructed me to get on top, and I followed his direction. I straddled him and moved my hips to grind into him. He grabbed my breasts as I moved up and down and in slow circles until he grabbed hold of me to stop.
“Damn, your going to make me cum too quick,” he spoke, still holding onto me to restrict my movement. Once he let go I continued the motion that was interrupted before. I picked up the pace as I neared an orgasm, and once I reached it, the trembling of my body and the contracting of my walls caused him to erupt as well. We sat there staring at each other speechless and exhausted.
“Are you OK?” he asked.
“I’m good.”
“You’re not feeling guilty, are you?”
“No. Why should I feel guilty when he did the same thing to me?”
“I’m just checking. You want to go up and get a shower?”
“Yeah, we can do that.”
“We?”
“Yeah, if you’re up for round two.”
“Oh, I’m up for it!” he said, smiling.
We went upstairs and showered and continued with our second round of sex. After getting out of the shower we got into his king-sized bed and fell to sleep.
After waking up in the morning I noticed that I had four voice mails that I figured were from Marlo. I decided not to listen to them, and after getting dressed I said good-bye to Domino and made my way home.
I did feel a little bit of guilt after leaving, but it wasn’t enough to keep me from seeing him. It became an addiction, and I didn’t know how to free myself from it. Marlo kept seeing Mya and I was sure of it because I still followed him from time to time, not letting him know that I was on to him. Instead, I kept the information in my back pocket until I needed it. The game that I was playing with Domino was the only thing keeping Marlo and me together, though we were only hanging on by strings.
I began spending most of my nights with Domino for the next three months, since Marlo wasn’t interested in any of my time. My life was beginning to mirror the way it was when I was with JT. I found that it was a pattern for me. When I was in a relationship that was going bad, I immediately looked for companionship somewhere else. I hated that my relationships had all turned bad. I envied the people on television with perfect marriages and relationships, and I dreamed that I would accomplish the same things.
After a long night at the club, Domino had planned to cook dinner for me, and I was excited since I had never dealt with anyone that would take the time to cook me a meal. I drove over to his house, and after he greeted me, I went up and took a quick shower before meeting him at the table. I smiled when I saw the feast that he had prepared. I sat down as he pulled out a chair for me.
“I can’t believe that you cooked all of this for me.”
“Well believe it, baby. I’m full of surprises.”
“I can see that.”
“I want to take you on a trip, but I know you’re probably scared to leave your man.”
“That might be a possibility. I have to see how things go.”
“That’s fair enough.”
“Well, this food looks amazing. I’m interested in sampling it.”
“Well get to it, baby!” he said, smiling.
After eating we went up to the bedroom where our night ended with a round of sex. I thought about going away with him, and the sound of it enticed me. I wanted to be more daring, and this would be a way to clear my head for a few days anyway. When Domino asked me where I wanted to go, I told him that since I had never been out of Pennsylvania before anywhere would be a vacation for me. He couldn’t believe that I hadn’t been anywhere, but I briefed him on my past so that he could better understand all that I had been through.
The more time I spent with Domino, the more I began to care about him. I never expected to want anything more than sex from him. He was just supposed to occupy my time. I knew that I couldn’t leave Marlo because the business would get sticky, but I knew that I couldn’t just sit home and know that he was out screwing Mya while I sat home alone. The mind was unpredictable, and I could have never known what it would do with my relationship. I began gathering the clothing and accessories I needed for our four-day trip. I nervous when we left because I lied to Marlo by telling him I was going away with Marissa. I had to pay her to stay home from work while I was gone. I prayed that he wouldn’t run into her anywhere while I was away. Our destination was Las Vegas, and though I had seen views on TV, I could have never imagined how beautiful it would be. We drove from the airport to the hotel so we could get changed and head for the casinos.
“I am so excited. I can’t believe that we are really here.”
“Believe it, baby, and as soon as you’re mine, there will be a lot more to come.”
I sat silent because my feelings for Marlo were too strong to walk away right now. I cared about Domino, but I wasn’t certain that his feelings were sincere.
“Why the silent treatment now? Did I say something wrong?” he asked.
“No, I’m just not sure what I want to do.”
“You know that he’s cheating with your sister, that should be enough.”
“I know, but I love him, and I believe that he loves me too.”
“That’s not love, and hopefully one day you’ll figure it out. I’m not going to say that I’m the most honest and loving person in the world, but I know the difference. I know when you love someone and when you don’t. I’m not a bullshitter. That dude is a liar, and he doesn’t love you.”
“Why don’t we just enjoy this vacation and each other? While we’re here we can worry about us and worry about the rest of that when we get back. Is that cool?”
“That’s fine with me baby.”
I enjoyed the remainder of those days in Las Vegas, so much so that I didn’t want to go back home. It was like a dream that I didn’t want to wake up from. Once we arrived back home, I knew things had to change. I knew I needed to make some decisions if I was going to be happy, and freeing myself from Marlo was at the top of my list.
Chapter 12
Tear us apart
I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would be forced to confront Marlo with what I knew about him and Mya. I had also found out the information that JT was speaking of when he called me on the phone that day. Domino and I began to creep for the next two months on a regular basis. Marlo was a major figure, so I knew that sooner or later someone would see us together and notify Marlo. I was just getting in from the club and was surprised to find Marlo home. I expected him to be out at Mya’s. I put down my purse and walked into the living room where he was watching TV.
“Surprised to see you here,” I said, sitting down on the chair to remove my shoes. “I’m surprised to see you too. Thought you’d be out with Domino!” he spat.
“What?”
“I guess you thought I wouldn’t find out. Well guess what? I did!”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about, Marlo!”
“Oh, I know what I’m talking about. I know that all of those mornings that I came home to an empty bed you were sleeping with him.”
“Who told you that?”
“It doesn’t matter who told me, the point is you are fucking another nigga after all of the shit I’ve done for you! That’s real foul, Sugar.”
“Well, I guess we’re even then!”
“What the hell do you mean by that?”
“I know you’re still fucking Mya. That’s the only reason I started messing with Domino in the first place. I followed you to her apartment many nights and watched you use your key to go in!”
“Oh, so you were following me?”
“Yes, I was because people were telling me that you weren’t being honest with me so I had to see for myself.”
“So what did you see? Me going into my son’s mother’s place?”
“At one o’clock in the fucking morning, Marlo. The only reason you would have to go over there that late is for some pussy!�
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“I’m not fucking her!”
“Well, how the hell did she get pregnant again? Huh?” I asked. “Speechless, huh? I thought so,” I said, walking away.
“Sugar!” he yelled. “I didn’t know she was pregnant.”
“Bullshit, Marlo. If you didn’t know, you damn sure should have expected it if you were over there fucking her raw!”
“Sugar, it wasn’t even like that.”
“Well, what was it? You lied to me, Marlo, and I was hurt. Domino was the only way that I could continue to be with you after I knew what you did.” I began to cry. “It hurt like hell to see you going into her apartment. I trusted you.”
“I trusted you too, Sugar.”
“So it was OK for you to cheat, but it wasn’t for me?”
“No it wasn’t OK for either one of us to cheat, two wrongs don’t make a right, but I know that if I wouldn’t have cheated you would have never cheated on me.”
“I know that I wouldn’t have, but it’s too late now.”
“It’s not too late for us to make it right.”
“Marlo, you have a baby on the way. There’s no way that we can make things work. I love you with all of my heart, but we’ve both stepped outside of the relationship.”
“That’s the reason why we can do this. I don’t want to be with her, I need to be with you.”
“You told me that before, and twice you went back. I don’t know what it is about her that keeps you coming back, but it’s obviously something that I’m lacking.”
“That’s not true. You have everything I want. I don’t know why I went back. I can’t explain it.”
“Well, I can’t risk that happening again, and I don’t know if I can be with you knowing that you got her pregnant again.”
“We don’t even know if she’s pregnant by me. She could be pregnant by someone else.”
“That’s true, but I have a strong feeling that it’s yours. I’m going up to bed now, but I think we both need time to clear heads.”
“Are you saying you’re leaving?”
“No, and I’m not asking you to leave either. I’m just saying that we need time to clear our heads, so for now we’ll just be roommates until we sort things out.”
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